Chapter 7 #4
I eased down on his dick slowly, trembling the whole way down.
“Dev… why you been keeping it from me? I need it,” he rasped, raising his hips and filling me.
I rocked my hips back and forth. He gripped my throat, and I gasped.
SMACK! He smacked my ass so hard I yelped.
“Nah, you said you hate me. Fuck me like you hate me.”
His palms slid down to my breasts, gripping, tongue sliding over my nipples. I threw my head back, riding him faster.
I couldn’t think straight. This was why I created boundaries.
I couldn’t resist him this way. No matter what I did, my body still knew I loved him, and it wanted him.
His palms slid around my body, gripping my ass.
He dragged me up and down faster, digging into me.
If he went any deeper, he’d be in my stomach for real.
He looked up into my eyes, and I looked away. I couldn’t do it. My guard was already down. I was already letting him fuck me when I said I wouldn’t. He made me weak. I just closed my eyes, but Azani didn’t give a fuck about that. He pulled me off his lap mid-thrust.
“Bend over,” he said, chest rising and falling like he was about to fuck me into the next universe.
I slowly got up on all fours and bent over.
SMACK!
“Arch that back like you did with that nigga!” he barked.
“Shit,” I hissed, arching my back.
His hands moved over my ass, and then I felt his tongue. He flicked it over my clit back and forth, palming my ass and smacking it. My legs trembled, feeling the vibrations from his muffled moans as he sucked my clit between his lips.
“Fuck, baby!” I whimpered.
He smacked my ass again, then sat up. I felt the head of his dick pressing against my pussy. He rubbed his dick from my clit, all the way up. When he finally thrust inside of me, he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back.
“Say you hate me now, Dev.” He moaned, smacking my ass harder this time.
He was stroking me so good, I couldn’t say anything. Long, deep strokes that made my stomach tight. Gripping my ass with one hand and my hair with the other. This nigga was punishing me.
SMACK!
“Go ’head! Say you fuckin’ hate me while I’m in this pussy. Tell me you don’t love me no more.”
He dug deeper, smacking my ass every time he felt my pussy clench around him.
He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Didn’t I tell you I was gon’ dig in this pussy every time you act the fuck up?!”
“Yesss,” I cried, gripping the seat.
“Don’t give my pussy to no mothafuckin’ body! Hear me?” He moaned low and deep, stealing my breath.
“Ye… yesss, baby.”
His hips moved faster, beating my shit out the frame. I felt his dick jumping inside me. My head was spinning; my voice hoarse from crying and moaning. Tears slid down my face from how good it felt for him to be inside me again.
“Fuuuck! I’m ’bout to nut.” He groaned, gripping my hair and thrusting faster. “Tell me you love me.”
“I love youuu, Zani!” I cried.
There it was. Exactly what he wanted to hear, and it was the truth. He released my hair, rubbing his palm down my back, gripping and spreading my ass, digging deeper. He slowed down, moaning deep in his chest.
“Ta’aali hina… khalliki ma’aya, (Come here… Stay right here with me),” he whispered, voice shaking, rubbing his palms up my back.
Three more deep strokes, and we both came—breathing hard as hell. When he finally pulled out of me, I gasped. My heart pounded hard in my chest, legs weak from exhaustion.
He fell into the seat, pulling me onto his lap. Then, he kissed me. Slow and soft, like everything was good between us. I leaned into him, running my fingers through his scalp, remembering what it felt like to be loved by him.
You can’t do this anymore until you get the whole truth. This can’t keep happening.
His hands were rubbing all over my body, calming my racing heart. Then, he pulled back, rubbing my head.
“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I said I would give you space. But I love you, Dev. I can’t think about another man touching you. It’s driving me crazy.”
Everything I wanted to say wouldn’t come out. The boundaries I set were crushed just from being in his presence. We had to stay away from each other so I could think clearly.
“I love you, too,” I whispered. “We can’t keep doing this.”
“I know,” he said quietly. “Just don’t cut me off completely, Dev. I’ll meet you anywhere. I just wanna see you.”
“Okay. But, on my time.”
“Aight… let me take you home,” he murmured, kissing my forehead.
We cleaned ourselves up as best we could, then climbed in the front seat. I thought we were waiting for Vic until I saw the car that was with us pull up, and Vic hopped in, then they pulled off. Azani pulled the keys from his pocket and started the truck.
This thing with Azani was getting harder.
I still didn’t know everything, and I was still fuckin’ this man.
Self-control was what I lacked. But from tonight, I had no choice but to stick to what I said.
My boundaries needed to be enforced, but there was no way I could sleep with another man while I was still this attached to Azani.
I knew it, and he knew it too.